I am from a bedroom
from pillow cases and bed sheets
I am from the sunshine
It tasted sweet
I am from the pine tree
the pine leaves
Some brown and some green
I’m from the bags of lays potato chips and Saturday morning cartoons
from Todzae and cousin Polo too
I’m from the constant heated debates
and often arriving late
from I love you’s
and the where you going to.
I’m from the baptist church,
and watching as my family ride in a herse
I’m from South Carolina
Fried Chicken, and Collard Greens
From the the birthday licks Lorenzo got when he turned 13.
Finlay park is where stood
I am from South Carolina not to far from the hood.